[00:00.00] 作曲 : Kane Robinson/Nathaniel Thompson/Richard Kylea Cowie/Omari Wooley
[00:01.00] 制作人 : Swifta Beater
[00:14.16]3 wheel-ups in a row
[00:15.15]That means I'm a direct rudeboy
[00:17.30]2 2 yats of my own
[00:18.73]That means I'm a direct rudeboy
[00:20.99]Man can't call up my phone
[00:22.20]Then gwan like a direct rudeboy
[00:24.46]One side bag and a stoney
[00:25.82]Don't make you a direct rudeboy
[00:27.27]Some MCs come with the wickedest talk
[00:28.86]But really, dem man chat crap
[00:30.44]Acting like a donny but they're gonna backtrack
[00:32.11]When real niggas step on the riddim and chat fact
[00:33.83]I don't put myself in places
[00:35.25]If I weren't there then I weren't, let's face it
[00:37.01]If you weren't there then you weren't, that's basic
[00:38.67]I kill 'em with the realest shit and they hate i
[00:40.40]I'm a diffuser, can't act tougher than you are round me
[00:42.73]I've got youts dem tougher than you are round me
[00:44.73]I nearly died for the game, that's right
[00:46.47]But some spitters ain't nuttin' around me
[00:47.96]I was getting 'em hyper, you was touching your lighter
[00:49.55]Kano,Wiley,Giggs - 3 Wheel-ups (feat. Wiley & Giggs) - Made in the Manor - I was king of the mic and I'm a ****ing G
[00:52.79]None of you are bad round me, it's not only about me though
[00:54.68]Let me give a shoutout to my scene
[00:56.28]B***h and rum, that's a rider for real MC
[00:59.62]Me and Wiley had a clash, that's a real MC
[01:03.11]Hold tight D Double E, that's a real OG
[01:06.05]I said hold tight D Double E, that's a real OG
[01:08.80]Mad, reload ting
[01:09.94]Pop, pop, pop, that's a reload ting
[01:11.54]And when I say "it's Kano in the house"
[01:13.42]Everybody knows that's a reload ting
[01:15.07]If you've been shotting in the manor from way back when
[01:16.86]And you ain't on a kilo ting
[01:18.60]I don't wanna hear about crunch and food and tings
[01:20.71]Man don't do those tings
[01:22.06]On-sight, thought he was onside, init
[01:23.73]Saw them guys, no shots fired, init
[01:25.35]If you ain't real then don't ride, init
[01:27.09]That postcode, that's offside, init
[01:28.82]Badman from which part? Dem man do witchcraft
[01:30.67]Dem man do obeah, us man are kosher
[01:32.26]I've been that nigga since Kickers and loafer
[01:33.97]In bits where kids don't give a shit about older
[01:35.66]Where man don't care 'bout fathers
[01:37.00]Man just care 'bout figures
[01:38.21]Man don't care 'bout yards
[01:39.54]Man just care 'bout Bimmers
[01:40.91]Man don't care whose arm
[01:42.49]Man just care if it's blinging
[01:43.65]Man don't care 'bout masks
[01:44.81]Man'll do it bare-face, init
[01:45.92]We don't do none of that bare-face fibbing
[01:47.48]The realest shit on your airwaves, init
[01:50.19]3 wheel-ups in a row
[01:51.32]That means I'm a direct rudeboy
[01:53.70]2 2 yats of my own
[01:55.06]That means I'm a direct rudeboy
[01:57.03]Man can't call up my phone
[01:58.16]Then gwan like a direct rudeboy
[02:00.40]One side bag and a stoney
[02:01.75]Don't make you a direct rudeboy
[02:02.95]Can't tell me nuttin'
[02:03.54]Cook down mutton then pass through the gutter
[02:05.02]Link Jus D red cups out the cupboard
[02:06.73]In the jungle, I move with original nuttahs
[02:08.48]And the same madman fly out for the summer
[02:10.29]Lick two blocks? Who are you? Runners
[02:12.12]Shut down dance, who am I? Shottas
[02:13.79]Couple wheel-ups at Butterz, that's nuttin'
[02:15.58]Boiling point, I keep it 100
[02:17.28]Yeah, G goes in
[02:18.25]Bag three-pointer, free throw ting (swish)
[02:20.18]****ers looking at me on a keyhole ting
[02:21.75]I'm a gangster and a gentlemen, G hosting
[02:23.46]I'm a skinny b***h, b***h, me so slim
[02:25.17]Put the jimmy on, that's when the D goes in
[02:27.02]Man are getting money, type the keycodes in
[02:28.59]Please can I have my money? What's the keycode pin?
[02:30.27]**** that, niggas in the act, we back 'em up
[02:32.25]Knife game-giving if it's backs, I axe them up (switch it)
[02:33.90]I'm man of the match, I matched it up
[02:36.08]And I'm with the bats, I patched it up
[02:37.77]Sitting in the trap with crack to cut
[02:39.46]I'm sitting in the caff and cracked a cup
[02:41.10]I'm silly with the MAC, man mashed 'em up
[02:42.81]I hit him with the blap, then backed the truck
[02:44.35]Gully, we so slim
[02:45.69]K, Hollow, we both pimps
[02:47.51]Can't look inside the window, b***h, peep those tints
[02:49.30]Better tell the waiter, better leave those drinks
[02:50.94]Add a little bass, you better leave those synths
[02:52.64]I'm silly with the clip, I'm gonna teach those chimps
[02:54.48]Man a put it on him when we see those wimps
[02:56.07]I'm finished with the little b***h, he's so rinsed
[02:58.91]He's sold drinks, I'm king
[03:00.45]And he's no prince
[03:01.97]I let it bap, bap, bap, ping ping
[03:03.64]And then leave no prints
[03:05.33]I said that, that, that, that's me
[03:07.02]And yes, he's so skint
[03:08.72]I'm in the matte black 350
[03:10.14]With Clarke, let beef go mince
[03:12.23]If you don't look after your own yout, boy
[03:13.86]You're not a direct rudeboy
[03:15.58]And you're in DSTRKT popping that Goose, boy
[03:17.38]You're not a direct rudeboy
[03:18.96]Bow Street, just bought brand new goods, bwoy
[03:20.76]And you man can't get a new toy
[03:22.56]That's why a man's BM just preed
[03:24.08]Then sent me a direct, rudeboy
[03:26.20]16 bars in effect
[03:27.40]Might just upset a man's lyrics
[03:29.48]Take this pen to your neck
[03:31.16]And just Joe Pesci man with it
[03:33.12]Cash rules everything around me
[03:34.25]That's word to a Method Man lyric
[03:36.46]Yeah, I roll deep in the East
[03:37.77]But I still might Mega Man with it
[03:39.34]Yeah, I said it, yeah, yeah, I said it
[03:40.64]Cheques, we get it, cash and collec' it
[03:42.35]That likkle pellet, that nah gon' mek it
[03:44.23]Rest his head in that man's spaghetti
[03:45.80]Yout dem are menace, nuttin' like Dennis
[03:47.59]Man got straps, ain't even got credit
[03:49.23]Kids push prams to Westfield to lick it
[03:50.90]And run from pigs, don't even watch Peppa
[03:52.85]Real go-getter, geezers know better
[03:54.28]But geezers need excitement, says Skinner
[03:56.03]Don't resort to violence, no, never
[03:57.90]Man just start with violence, go figure
[03:59.63]Eat man's food before man eat dinner
[04:01.39]Buss that booze, I roll and drink liquor
[04:04.78]Left that Giggsy gat for my niggas
[04:07.31]3 wheel-ups in a row
[04:08.61]That means I'm a direct rudeboy
[04:10.81]2 2 yats of my own
[04:11.89]That means I'm a direct rudeboy
[04:14.17]Man can't call up my phone
[04:15.35]Then gwan like a direct rudeboy
[04:17.66]One side bag and a stoney
[04:18.86]Don't make you a direct rudeboy
[04:20.12]Can't tell me nuttin'
[04:20.72]Cook down mutton then pass through the gutter
[04:22.19]Link Jus D red cups out the cupboard
[04:23.95]In the jungle, I move with original nuttahs
[04:25.55]And the same madman fly out for the summer
[04:27.50]Lick two blocks? Who are you? Runners
[04:29.32]Shut down dance, who am I? Shottas
[04:30.96]Couple wheel-ups at Butterz, that's nuttin'
[04:32.70]Boiling point, I keep it 100
[04:35.60]Sweet, geez!
[04:37.23]
[04:38.23] 音频助理 : Dave Johnson
[04:38.23] 小号 : Simon Elms
[04:38.23] 混音师 : Blue May
[04:38.23] 音频工程师 : Scott Knapper
[04:38.24] 萨克斯 : Colin Smith
[04:38.24] 附加制作 : Blue May
[04:38.24] 母带工程师 : Dick Beetham
[04:38.25] 人声 : Giggs/Kano/Wiley

作曲 : Kane Robinson/Nathaniel Thompson/Richard Kylea Cowie/Omari Wooley
制作人 : Swifta Beater
3 wheel-ups in a row
That means I'm a direct rudeboy
2 2 yats of my own
That means I'm a direct rudeboy
Man can't call up my phone
Then gwan like a direct rudeboy
One side bag and a stoney
Don't make you a direct rudeboy
Some MCs come with the wickedest talk
But really, dem man chat crap
Acting like a donny but they're gonna backtrack
When real niggas step on the riddim and chat fact
I don't put myself in places
If I weren't there then I weren't, let's face it
If you weren't there then you weren't, that's basic
I kill 'em with the realest shit and they hate i
I'm a diffuser, can't act tougher than you are round me
I've got youts dem tougher than you are round me
I nearly died for the game, that's right
But some spitters ain't nuttin' around me
I was getting 'em hyper, you was touching your lighter
Kano,Wiley,Giggs - 3 Wheel-ups (feat. Wiley & Giggs) - Made in the Manor - I was king of the mic and I'm a ****ing G
None of you are bad round me, it's not only about me though
Let me give a shoutout to my scene
B***h and rum, that's a rider for real MC
Me and Wiley had a clash, that's a real MC
Hold tight D Double E, that's a real OG
I said hold tight D Double E, that's a real OG
Mad, reload ting
Pop, pop, pop, that's a reload ting
And when I say "it's Kano in the house"
Everybody knows that's a reload ting
If you've been shotting in the manor from way back when
And you ain't on a kilo ting
I don't wanna hear about crunch and food and tings
Man don't do those tings
On-sight, thought he was onside, init
Saw them guys, no shots fired, init
If you ain't real then don't ride, init
That postcode, that's offside, init
Badman from which part? Dem man do witchcraft
Dem man do obeah, us man are kosher
I've been that nigga since Kickers and loafer
In bits where kids don't give a shit about older
Where man don't care 'bout fathers
Man just care 'bout figures
Man don't care 'bout yards
Man just care 'bout Bimmers
Man don't care whose arm
Man just care if it's blinging
Man don't care 'bout masks
Man'll do it bare-face, init
We don't do none of that bare-face fibbing
The realest shit on your airwaves, init
3 wheel-ups in a row
That means I'm a direct rudeboy
2 2 yats of my own
That means I'm a direct rudeboy
Man can't call up my phone
Then gwan like a direct rudeboy
One side bag and a stoney
Don't make you a direct rudeboy
Can't tell me nuttin'
Cook down mutton then pass through the gutter
Link Jus D red cups out the cupboard
In the jungle, I move with original nuttahs
And the same madman fly out for the summer
Lick two blocks? Who are you? Runners
Shut down dance, who am I? Shottas
Couple wheel-ups at Butterz, that's nuttin'
Boiling point, I keep it 100
Yeah, G goes in
Bag three-pointer, free throw ting (swish)
****ers looking at me on a keyhole ting
I'm a gangster and a gentlemen, G hosting
I'm a skinny b***h, b***h, me so slim
Put the jimmy on, that's when the D goes in
Man are getting money, type the keycodes in
Please can I have my money? What's the keycode pin?
**** that, niggas in the act, we back 'em up
Knife game-giving if it's backs, I axe them up (switch it)
I'm man of the match, I matched it up
And I'm with the bats, I patched it up
Sitting in the trap with crack to cut
I'm sitting in the caff and cracked a cup
I'm silly with the MAC, man mashed 'em up
I hit him with the blap, then backed the truck
Gully, we so slim
K, Hollow, we both pimps
Can't look inside the window, b***h, peep those tints
Better tell the waiter, better leave those drinks
Add a little bass, you better leave those synths
I'm silly with the clip, I'm gonna teach those chimps
Man a put it on him when we see those wimps
I'm finished with the little b***h, he's so rinsed
He's sold drinks, I'm king
And he's no prince
I let it bap, bap, bap, ping ping
And then leave no prints
I said that, that, that, that's me
And yes, he's so skint
I'm in the matte black 350
With Clarke, let beef go mince
If you don't look after your own yout, boy
You're not a direct rudeboy
And you're in DSTRKT popping that Goose, boy
You're not a direct rudeboy
Bow Street, just bought brand new goods, bwoy
And you man can't get a new toy
That's why a man's BM just preed
Then sent me a direct, rudeboy
16 bars in effect
Might just upset a man's lyrics
Take this pen to your neck
And just Joe Pesci man with it
Cash rules everything around me
That's word to a Method Man lyric
Yeah, I roll deep in the East
But I still might Mega Man with it
Yeah, I said it, yeah, yeah, I said it
Cheques, we get it, cash and collec' it
That likkle pellet, that nah gon' mek it
Rest his head in that man's spaghetti
Yout dem are menace, nuttin' like Dennis
Man got straps, ain't even got credit
Kids push prams to Westfield to lick it
And run from pigs, don't even watch Peppa
Real go-getter, geezers know better
But geezers need excitement, says Skinner
Don't resort to violence, no, never
Man just start with violence, go figure
Eat man's food before man eat dinner
Buss that booze, I roll and drink liquor
Left that Giggsy gat for my niggas
3 wheel-ups in a row
That means I'm a direct rudeboy
2 2 yats of my own
That means I'm a direct rudeboy
Man can't call up my phone
Then gwan like a direct rudeboy
One side bag and a stoney
Don't make you a direct rudeboy
Can't tell me nuttin'
Cook down mutton then pass through the gutter
Link Jus D red cups out the cupboard
In the jungle, I move with original nuttahs
And the same madman fly out for the summer
Lick two blocks? Who are you? Runners
Shut down dance, who am I? Shottas
Couple wheel-ups at Butterz, that's nuttin'
Boiling point, I keep it 100
Sweet, geez!
音频助理 : Dave Johnson
小号 : Simon Elms
混音师 : Blue May
音频工程师 : Scott Knapper
萨克斯 : Colin Smith
附加制作 : Blue May
母带工程师 : Dick Beetham
人声 : Giggs/Kano/Wiley